She didn't, didn't, didn't want me / Until I had the money

[x_dj]

Twelve more days until Eurovision week, the best three nights of television of the year. It's a goddamn retro circuit party.

I'm liking Germany's entry (and Dita von Teese will be dancing on stage, brraow) and Iceland's, and a little disappointed with Sweden's (she's a fucking opera singer, who decided she should do shitty pop? Leave that to the professionals). Israel's sucks, but that's not a surprise, they haven't had a decent entry since Dana International in 1998, and before that not since Ofra Haza in 1983. This kid from Norway is cute and has a very strong voice (also, violin!) but he has no stage presence. I just don't understand Belgium's or Bulgaria's, so to be safe maybe they should be booted from the EU. And look, James McAvoy is apparently Bosnian (and not a good singer, either).

Ultimately, though, Serbia should win (omg this guy is awesome):

Comments

[x-courier.livejournal.com]

But it's so...ugh. Wanting to carve my brainstem out with paperclips doesn't really do much for my motivation, personally.

[x-maverick.livejournal.com]

We at least had the excuse of being the secret police, we had an image to maintain, you see.

At least in my current cubicle, I have a window. Eleven years at Initech, and I think only by the grace of some serious post-hypnotic conditioning did I not start executing co-workers in search of a more fitting work environment.

Yet another benefit of this job over my previous one. Plus, ergonomic chairs.